GUILTY GARDENER

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I can relate to that Bogwitch, I lost count how often I felt the same way, wishing everyone would just leave me alone to get on with my gardening.. but while the boys were growing up they took interest in the garden in differnet ways, like they enjoyed finding the frogs, camping in the garden, picking the fruit and veg, not particularly helping with the hard work... but now they have flown the nest and they have children of there own, I have the time I craved for, but the garden is at its best when its full of family and friends, its loved by everyone again, and they really look forward to visiting at the weekend, enjoying all the garden has to offer, I often sit and quietly watch them all in the garden having fun together, it was all worth it and it warms the cockles.